I don't want have to worry about a broken heart or where I belong.
And never look back to all those who I have lost.
There is only open road ahead of me, let me live through my songs.
I want to shape the word with the power of my voice.
I will make them listen; I won't give them a choice.
And no more wondering where I fit in
My home is close within.
Let the beat you feel open up your soul.
My heart is close within.
And no more wishing for the end
My redemption is close within.
You always tell me to look so jealously.
I have a problem with your-self dignity.
Nobody knows what I possess.
A calming feeling within my chest
The whole stage grows cold.
And everyone's whispers grow old.
The guitar comes rushing in
Held by the support of a violin.
Bass penetrating every thought within
Held in submission by the drum's mighty sway.
Now, I know this can only go one way.
I open my mouth and here we begin.
See, I can never turn back.
It lives through me
The music controls me and rewards me.
So no more wondering where I fit in
My home is close within.
No more will my soul bleed cold.
My heart is close within.
And no more wishing for the end
My redemption is close within.
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The Blackened Bible
PuisiThe Blackened Bible is an autobiography using lyrics and poetry. This is the unabridged version, in which the narration has not been removed. "...Let it be known that this is a submersion, an adaptation of a corrupted mind to paper. Come. Read. Let...
